Well This Sure Ain't Funny

"What?" Gerard asked, he looked emotionless, and his voice was so feeble.

Oh god, I would've puked if I was alive.

"Please don't make me say that again..." I whispered, my eyes closed. I could feel the sweat forming to my skin, and I felt so hot and so cold at the same time. I FELT, this is something.

"Y-you... I-I..." Gerard stuttered obviously not knowing what to say. I opened my eyes to see Gerard as red as a tomato, looking around the room.

Please say something, please say something, please say something...

"...I don't know what to say..." Gerard started off, but not continuing I figured it was time to open my mouth again.
"Say how you feel about this..." my voice was weak and I was almost on tears, now.

"... I-I love you..." Gerard answered, looking everywhere except me. I didn't first catch what he was saying, because of the state I was in. He loves me?
"What?" I questioned, looking at my hands, I sounded so pathetic and my voice was so weak, it was a surprise he even heard me.

"Please don't make me repeat that." Gerard made a nervous laugh, and I giggled too.

"So is it like... okay..? Because you know... you're dead and all..." Gerard asked cautiously.
"Well it's not like this isn't fucked up enough already." I smiled to him trying to lighten up the mood.
"Yeah..." Gerard said sitting down next to me.

We sat in silence for awhile, just thinking about things, and how to move on... or at least I was thinking about it.
I stared into the ceiling, dozing off, but Gerard brought me back to the reality by his lips crashing to mine. It was just a simple kiss like that, nothing heated... just our lips touching, and it felt good.

"I think I love you too." I smiled to Gerard, who was smiling back.

"I guessed."

I could say something cheesy to this but I think I'll pass...

Notes

Done. byeeee guys. it was fun writing this story :)